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It is Sunday morning and that means litter tray cleaning time. Of course as soon as I clean one my lad's already in it. Must use clean litter immediately. The babies are currently lurking under my bed, no doubt trying to figure out how to get to the pot plants in my windowsill. The blind is down, blocking their attempts at digging in the dirt. Supervisor's gone to Narnia. The sun is out, a load of washing is on the line. We're going to go to a little car show with some weird cars.